A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 454: Chapter 340: The Map King on the Warpath, Dragon and Pride of Lions_4

"Roar——!!!!!!"

The deafening roar, full of wildness and power, suddenly exploded like a thunderclap, tearing apart the silence before dawn!

It was a demonized Lion Beast, as stout as a giant bear! Its dagger-like fangs reflected a chilling light in the sparse morning glow, and most strikingly, its mane was not the usual tawny color, but as dark as condensed night mist, appearing to absorb light.

The shadow creature — Shadow Mane Lion.

Its speed was beyond imagination, like a black lightning bolt racing close to the ground, instantly arriving underneath a watchtower.

Then, using its body as a weapon, it fiercely smashed into the watchtower.

Bang! Crack!

The base of the tower groaned under the strain, shaking violently!

The Jackal-Wolf Folk sentry on the tower shrieked in terror, falling down, and while still in mid-air, the Shadow Mane Lion’s sharp claws swept across.

Slash——!

The sentry was instantly torn apart in mid-air, his body shattered, blood splattering over the tower’s wreckage and ground.

Buzzing——!!!

An Alchemy Golem activated the engine in its chest, wielding a heavy weapon that rotated like a Chainsaw Sword, fiercely slashing towards the Shadow Mane Lion from behind.

But the black lion seemed to have foreseen it, its body merely sinking slightly, blending into the shadows and disappearing from its original spot.

The next moment, it emerged from the shadow behind the golem, pouncing ferociously, pinning the heavy golem to the ground with frightening power, its sharp claws tearing wildly at the golem’s metal body, producing a teeth-grating screeching sound.

"Damn thing! Get off!"

A burly Ogre Guard with a Giant Wolf Fang Club roared, striding heavily towards the Shadow Mane Lion.

However, whoosh——!

Another violent gust assaulted from the side.

A Fanged Lion, smaller in size but more agile and fierce, with exaggerated white fangs, collided like a cannonball into the Ogre Guard’s waist.

The massive body of the Ogre Guard staggered backward, losing balance and falling to the ground.

Before he could get up, the Fanged Lion had already pounced savagely, its terrifying teeth capable of crushing steel piercing the ogre’s relatively weak throat precisely and cruelly.

This was just the beginning.

Flame Lions, Swift Shadow Lions, Steel-Backed Lions... more various types of lion beasts and shadow creatures emerged from the intertwined shadows of the dim dawn and unbroken night.

Their numbers might not be overwhelming, but each individual exuded a brutal and frenzied aura.

They were not chaotic beasts; some took on frontal assaults, some attacked from the flanks, some specifically hunted isolated sentries, showing a basic sense of coordinated combat.

In just a minute, the small border outpost could not wait for support to arrive, and under the swift and ruthless assault of the lion pack, it turned into a burning ruin and wreckage.

Similar incidents were almost simultaneously occurring not just in one place, but at multiple outposts bordering the lion pack’s territory.

With deep, resonant roars echoing across the plains, more lion pack members tread over the sentries’ corpses and the outpost ruins, continuing deeper into the Molten Iron Tribe’s territory.

Clearly, with their territorial expansion desire, the lion pack had cast their aggressive gaze towards the domain of their neighbors.

Receiving the urgent messages transmitted back by the front-line sentries’ final breaths, the Molten Iron Tribe promptly responded.

The true elite legions quickly gathered from various strongholds, swiftly converging towards the boundary region bordering the lion pack’s territory.

Not long after.

When the first true rays of dawn finally broke free from the horizon and spread over Needleleaf Valley.

The Red Iron Dragon resting there slowly opened its eyes, the laziness in its eyes instantly vanishing, replaced by a sharpness.

"The lion pack... has shown me their claws and fangs first."

"But it’s nothing, my state has returned to its pinnacle, just right to measure the standing of the Map King, who ranks alongside me."

Galos had already received the information of multiple assaults on the tribe’s territory through the Mind Link.

He stood up, his massive body crushing the scattered dawn into countless fine specks of light, then flapped his wings and soared into the sky, flying towards the zone alight with the fires of war.